Acheron: Huh? The Assassin class? Me?

"...Alright."

"Snap!"

Chen Li snapped his fingers again, and the Grand title returned to King Hassan.

"..." Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had watched the entire process from the side, was completely numb.

Was your Grand title something you used as a firecracker, throwing it around for fun?

He had withstood ten Grand-level attacks without dying...

And what had he just said?

That he would give me a chance to duel him fairly?

Was this fair?

"Don't worry. I said I wouldn't use a Noble Phantasm. Come at me." Chen Li crooked a finger at Ritsuka Fujimaru.

"..." Ritsuka Fujimaru remained silent.

"And if I'm not mistaken, you seem to be carrying a curse, right? It's called... geasa, I think?"

"Sigh... That's right. It's a geasa I made with Scathach, Queen of the Shadow Realm." Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded.

Geasa were wager-like pacts that appeared in the Ulster Cycle of ancient Celtic mythology.

A person making such an oath swore that, "Under XX circumstances, I must never do XX." If they upheld it, they could receive the blessings of the gods; if they broke it, they would suffer divine punishment. The stricter the oath, the more powerful the blessing received—or the punishment suffered.

However, many heroes in Celtic mythology had died because of such oaths, so later generations generally believed their negative effects outweighed their benefits.

This was also why Lancers in the Celtic system generally had such low Luck.

The most famous example was Cú Chulainn. He had once sworn oaths such as "never eat dog meat," "never refuse food offered by a humble person," and "never disobey a bard's words."

"And it's a geasa related to me."

"That's right! You've got the nerve to say that! If your teacher Jingliu hadn't beaten my teacher senseless in the Fifth Singularity, Master